"Reincarnation, death is coming!"

What surprised countless people was that the old man came here, didn't say any polite words, glanced at the King of Samsara, and took action directly. A huge ghost hand of the underworld, a hundred feet long, reached down from the dark clouds. The terrifying power tore the universe apart, shook the mountains and rivers, and caused the void to burst out with an unbearable roar.

"This is... the seventh-order supreme power!?"

"Level 6 and Level 7 are a watershed, there's no doubt about it. This is definitely the strongest power in the upper realm!"

"The Holy Soul Sect actually has such a profound background."

Some strong men were inexplicably shocked.

General Wujia, standing beside him, took a few glances and shook his head. "He's not a seventh-level cultivator. This ghost hand is a special kind of existence. He refined it and unleashed it to reach the power of a seventh-level cultivator."

The watershed of becoming the strongest is not so easy to cross. Many old antiques must set foot in Pantao Garden this time in order to find treasures and return to or break through the seventh level.

Everyone finally understood, but even if it was just a blow from a seventh-level fighter, it was still terrifying, with earth-shaking power, and almost no one dared to say that they could block it.

"Ha!" The King of Samsara moved, and slapped the worn sword case with one hand. With a "clang" sound, cold light filled the sky, and nine identical shiny swords with a golden dragon pattern carved on them appeared in front of everyone.

The sword case is covered in rust and corroded by a strong evil and ominous aura, making people doubt whether it can still be used. However, every sword inside is perfectly preserved, making people wonder if they are newly crafted masterpieces.

Someone suddenly became extremely excited: "It's this thing! I've heard of it before, and it can actually appear in the world!"

"The Nine Dragons Heavenly Sword Box is said to be forged from a small fragment of the bones of a real dragon that had achieved the Dragon Transformation Technique."

An old man's eyes lit up. "It's actually this sect's most precious treasure. It seems to have been used by a peerless swordsman at the end of the Daochang era!"

“I didn’t expect to see it.”

"But it's somewhat insulting for the King of Samsara to use this sword."

"Indeed, that was the peerless figure of the past. He was a master of the true way, with a sword pointing at the Yin God!"

On the earth, after the King of Samsara opened the sword case, he listened to the clear sounds of swords. He looked at it carefully and frowned subconsciously.

"The sword bone is just beginning to be used, barely usable."

With a snap of the fingers, eight dragon swords shot up into the sky. During the flight, golden dragon shadows appeared on the swords, each about ten feet long and with astonishing power.

Eight golden dragons crashed into the Netherworld Ghost Hand, but were all swept down with a crisp clang.

Their only effect was to delay the ghost hand's descent for a breath or two.

The powerful men around did not show any surprise. The Nine Dragons Sky Sword was indeed a treasure, but the gap of one level in the strongest level was as big as heaven and earth, not to mention the watershed of the seventh level. It was not an exaggeration to call it a chasm. This was definitely not something that could be easily bridged by a treasure!

At this time, the King of Samsara stretched out his hand and grasped the last heavenly sword. At this moment, a terrifying gust of wind rushed out of his chest and arms uncontrollably. This was the sword intent he was gathering in his body.

The long sword was in hand, and there was no need to suppress the sharpness anymore. The King of Samsara let out a long roar, and the sound waves it made were like thousands of sharp swords, piercing the eardrums of many strong men.

"Open the sky!"

The sky and the earth turned into a vast expanse, and the terrifying sword intent swept across the world, annihilating everything and colliding with the ghost hand of the underworld.

An extremely shrill and strange cry was heard, and the hand seemed to have a life of its own.

When the sword light dissipated, all people saw was the ghost hand that was cut into two parts and smashed towards the sea from high altitude. Tiny sword lights continued to ravage it, and the flesh and blood of the ghost hand kept disintegrating, and dirty blood fell like a rainstorm.

One sword destroyed a treasure that could unleash the seventh-level supreme combat power.

Such a result left countless people dumbfounded.